"The Dusk Hermits...
"What kind of organization is this? How come I have never heard of it? When Mr. 'The Hanged Man' explained the common knowledge of various forces to me, he didn't mention it at all..."
Audrey was stunned and confused, and then she found that the gray fog in front of her had faded away, and the figure of Mr. Fool who was looking down at her had disappeared.
She turned her eyes slightly and quickly guessed:
This organization called "Twilight Hermits" sounds more mysterious and unknown than underground forces such as "Aurora Society" and "Life School". Even Mr. "Hanged Man", who is well-informed, knowledgeable, and closely related to the Church of Storms, does not know of its existence...
And the actions they planned were aimed directly at the kingdom's great nobles, one of the most powerful groups in the world...
They may be the deepest observers of the extraordinary world, the real manipulators, influencing the situation in the northern and southern continents. No wonder they are being watched by Mr. Fool...
The last time Mr. Hanged Man asked for help from his followers, he was successful not because the promised reward was generous enough, but because Mr. Fool was targeting the Twilight Hermits...
This organization is as mysterious as our "Tarot Club"...
Audrey was inexplicably a little excited, which lessened the impact of Duke Negan's assassination on her.
"There must be not many extraordinary people who know about the existence of the 'Twilight Hermits', and I am one of them. Our Tarot Club is targeting them!" Audrey stood up and walked to the full-length mirror.
Her chin was slightly raised, giving it an unusually beautiful curve.
Looking at the blue-eyed girl in the mirror, Audrey slowly calmed down. For the first time, she had the urge to improve her own sequence due to factors other than interest:
“Even the Beyonder Duke Negan, who was under strict protection, could be assassinated, let alone an ordinary person’s father.
“Although we can judge from the situation in the treasury that there must be many extraordinary people in the house, and the Goddess Church will provide additional protection, but this still makes people feel at ease. Duke Nigan’s guards are no worse than this...
"Come on, Audrey. Get up to Sequence 7 and Sequence 6 as soon as possible. Hide in the dark and be the last line of defense for dad, mom, and brothers!"
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The capital of the Rorsted Archipelago, the City of Generosity.
The "Blue Avenger" passed by here again and anchored in the port, giving the sailors a chance to indulge and vent.
Alger Wilson changed into a robe embroidered with storm patterns and came to the largest church on the island - the Church of the Waves.
It has a classical style, extensive use of stone columns and arches, and has a towering dome and two bell towers.
——In the early days of colonization, the pioneers often did not have time to build churches, which brought them extremely serious consequences.
Surrounded by tribes, jungles, and ancient buildings, they often died mysteriously, without any reason, and in large numbers even if they had conquered the local area.
This situation, which caused great panic, gradually decreased and became an occasional occurrence after churches of various major churches were built.
Standing at the door of the church, Alger did not rush in. Instead, he looked through the light coming in through the narrow high windows, examining the dark and mysterious atmosphere inside, as well as the warm candlelight that seemed to illuminate the area where humans were active.
A few seconds later, he walked into the prayer hall, clenched his right fist, hit his left chest, and said to his bishop:
"The storm is with you!"
"The storm is with you!" The bishop responded with the same gesture.
Before Alger could speak, the bishop of the Sea Wave Church took out a telegram:
"You've come just in time. The Council of Cardinals has issued an order that you should pray after reading it."
"What order?" Alger asked casually as he took it.
The bishop said with a serious expression:
"Duke Negan has been assassinated. The Cardinals have asked all Punishers and priests to pay attention to the situation related to the thief 'Black Emperor' and all events involving the Tarot ritual."
"The Rogue 'Black Emperor'?" Alger fully expressed his surprise.
He already knew that the “Black Emperor” was Mr. Fool’s follower.
The bishop nodded solemnly and said:
"The one who assassinated Duke Negan was a Sequence 5 demon, but on the way to escape, this demon was killed by the thief 'Black Emperor'. This is the same fate as 'Vice Admiral Hurricane' Qilingos who failed to assassinate the Duke."
Not only are the external manifestations the same, but the essence is also the same... The one who killed Qi Lingos was also Mr. Fool's follower, and the other follower... was Mr. Fool the one who really wanted Duke Negan dead? No, if it was really "He", he would have reminded Qi Lingos last time to let him be careful of Miss Justice, so that he would not be exposed on the spot... Mr. Fool is focusing on the truth behind the assassination, the real murderer? Who could it be, or which organization, that Mr. Fool attaches so much importance to? Alger instantly thought of many things and made a preliminary judgment.
He looked down at the telegram and discovered that the church had formed a special investigation team for the assassination of Duke Negan, and each member of the team was an elite among the Punishers.
Should I apply to join and keep abreast of the developments? Alger hesitated for a moment.
In the end, he decided to follow the original plan and develop in a low-key manner.
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It was a new day. Klein slept until he woke up naturally, got up slowly, washed up, and went downstairs.
He was not in a hurry to prepare breakfast, but habitually opened the door, bathed in the mist, and took out today's newspaper from the mailbox.
"What is it?" Suddenly, he found a thick envelope sandwiched between the newspapers, which was not too light.
After pinching the surface, Klein suddenly remembered the scent of ink from banknotes.
His spiritual intuition told him that there was a lot of cash inside.
He opened it carefully and pulled out the stack of gold pounds.
After counting, he confirmed that there were a total of 1,000 pounds in notes.
"It's a bounty from the Mechanical Heart... Is this what they call a secret grant? How can they be so confident? Just leave it in the mailbox? What if it gets stolen?" Klein, in his joy, couldn't help but complain.
With this money, and no longer being secretly protected by the "Mechanical Heart", he can go find the vampire Emlyn White and complete the previous transaction!
After breakfast, Klein immediately put on his coat, hat, picked up his cane, and went out with a newspaper.
When he went to the public carriage station, he saw his landlady, Mrs. Starling Summer, directing the maid to load the suitcases into the carriage in front of the door.
"Good morning, Mrs. Summer." Klein greeted with a smile.
Starling smiled reservedly and greeted him back.
Her mental state seemed to have recovered... I don't know what happened to her before... Klein asked curiously:
"Where are you going?"
"It's almost New Year's Day, Mary gave Luke a holiday in advance, and we plan to go to Disi Bay to welcome the new year." Starlin took the initiative to say, "Hey, we have been to several cities there, as well as the famous coastal towns. This time we plan to go to Feynaport. The scenery in Seville is said to be very nice."
Klein responded cooperatively:
“It’s really enviable.”
"What about you? Detective Moriarty, where are you planning to spend the New Year?" Starling asked with a smile.
I will most likely stay here... Oh, I need to prepare tools to repair the holes in the wall that Stuart punched earlier... Klein said with a raised corner of his mouth:
"Go back to Jianhai. The winter there has a different flavor."
Starlin's smile became more obvious:
"I hope to see you in the next New Year in Disi Bay."
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South District of Daqiao, Rose Street, Harvest Church.
Emlyn White, who was carefully wiping the candlesticks, smiled as he saw Detective Sherlock Moriarty come in wearing a black woolen coat.
He combed his hair, walked over with his head held high, and said in a low voice:
"There is information about Jason Belia. A vampire knows him."
"I have information about him, too." Klein smiled and handed over the newspaper. The headline on the front page read:
"Yesterday, the honorable Duke Negan was assassinated, and the real devil was ravaging the land."
Below the title is a detailed description of yesterday's assassination, pointing out that the murderer was a banker named Patrick Jason who was shot dead on the spot, and the terrorist organization Aurora claimed responsibility for the incident.
When he saw this news before, Klein, who was having breakfast, almost spit out milk.
He initially thought that Mr. A of the Aurora Society was crazy for rushing to take responsibility for such a thing, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that this was more like an official cover-up.
If the Twilight Hermits was really the ancient organization that Emperor Roselle joined, then they should be very hostile to the Aurora Society. After all, they hate the True Creator... This thought suddenly flashed through Klein's mind.
Emlyn looked at the newspaper repeatedly with a blank expression, and said in disbelief:
"So, the information I got is useless?"
"That's the theory." Klein looked at Mr. Vampire with sympathy. "However, the official organization is still investigating the mastermind behind Jason Belia. If your intelligence points to this aspect, it should still be able to be sold."
As for Klein himself, he certainly didn't want to get involved in this matter anymore.
"No... He just knows Jason Belia and some of his hobbies." Emlyn sighed.
Seeing his reaction, Klein asked with amusement:
"Don't you usually read the newspaper?"
Such a big thing I just found out about now!
Emlyn glanced at him strangely:
“Why read the newspaper?
"I'm very busy."
Busy cleaning the Harvest Church, busy going home to be with those puppets, busy trying to find ways to trick people into giving you blood to drink... You really are a new-age vampire... Klein opened his mouth and used his "Joker" ability to forcibly suppress the laughter that was about to come out.
He did not tease Emlyn White, but said seriously:
"I have already collected the gold pounds needed for the two materials.
“When can you give me the materials?”